November 6, 2013

Trick or Treatin' with Keri Lake's Sons of Wrath

As Wrath’s fiercest son, Logan carries the scars of fifty years spent in the most dreaded prison of the underworld, for a sin he’d kill to keep secret. Enduring decades of gruesome torture has left Logan feared by and detached from others, until a female Alexi’s blood resurrects his soul from death and, with it, the pleasures he’s been denied for so long.

Plagued by shame of her own, Calla is drawn to the ruthless demon, Logan, whose insatiable craving for her touch rouses buried passions and, for once, leaves her feeling desired.

A dark and dangerous evil has been reawakened, however, and when Calla is drawn too close to its breeding grounds, Logan vows to summon the violence of Wrath in order to keep her safe. First, though, Calla must save him from a past riddled with deceit and corruption … but only if she can accept the consequences of unveiling a grisly truth.

A Sons Of Wrath Halloween

“Can’t beat Devils Night in Detroit.” Maddox smoothed his finger down the edge of his blade as he sat in the passenger seat of the Range Rover, beside Logan. “What’s your plan for tomorrow, feshjule? You goin’ to Sanctuary’s Halloween party or you plannin’ to rent a bunch of movies and jack off to some of your big idols?” He sneered.

Logan shot the brother a glare but remained silent.

“So which is your favorite? Leatherface? Jason? That masked fuck with the shitty toupe and a butcher knife?” He shook his head. “Humans, they have no taste when it comes to their psychopaths, right? Take you. You look straight, aside from your shitty taste in clothes …”

A growl rumbled in Logan’s throat. “Fu—”

“ … they’d never know that you’re just as fucked up on the inside as any one of those bastards,” Maddox continued. “It’s about style, brother. Finesse. Doesn’t that shit just eat at you? Blood everywhere. Screaming.” He mocked a scream queen, flapping his hands in the air, then waved a dismissive gesture. “Messy.”

Two females strode up the empty sidewalk and Maddox lowered his blade out of sight as they approached, with a low chattering mumble of conversation. One shot him a flirtatious smile and he whistled, craning his neck while they continued on past the vehicle. “Wayne State has one fine looking student body. Shit makes me want to ditch this vengeance gig and go to college.”

Logan anchored his stare on the rear view mirror, watching two sets of silver eyes emerge from behind a building the girls had passed.

Without a word, he quietly opened the driver’s door and slid out of the seat, as Mad Dog went on, alternating between Italian and English about what things he would do with both women.

Logan skulked alongside the vehicle, reaching the rear of it and crouched, eyes locked on the wolves stalking their prey.

The females disappeared around a corner, unaware, it seemed, that they were being hunted, until a scream sliced through the silence and sent Logan on jog after them. As one wolf lurched on all fours toward the females, backing them into the dead-end of an alley, the other stood up on its haunches, about eight feet in height, snarling, as the beasts closed in.

The element of surprise had never been Logan’s thing. Nothing quite like the challenge of a head on fight, butwhat the hell, Devil’s Night promised lots of opportunities to make a slow kill at some point. His boots hardly made a sound against the concrete as he snuck up from behind, daggers drawn.

One quick swipe sent his blade through the spine of the erect wolf, inciting a yelp that had his pack mate spinning around, set back on its hind legs, in attack mode.

Two lightning jabs at the neck of the first beast allowed a clean glide of the dagger across its throat, separating its head from its body. Boom. Dead.

A scream from one of the two girls caused the second beast to flinch, just enough for Logan to pitch his blade into its stomach. As it peered down, gripping the hilt of the lodged weapon, Logan kicked it backward, sending the beast flying into the air where it landed against a dumpster, busting wooden crates on impact.

The two females huddled opposite the thrown wolf, trembling all the while.

Logan stepped forward and was yanked by his throat, the clang of his dagger ringing out as it fell from his grasp. Claws gripped his neck, dug into his flesh and Logan twisted to face his captor. An exceptionally large black wolf bared rows of teeth, stringing saliva, as they closed in on his exposed neck. A powerful punch to its mid-section loosened the wolf’s clutch. Another had it doubled over.

A needle-like piercing cinched the back of Logan’s kneeand, hand clamping the throat of the black wolf, he bent to find the beast he’d knocked into the crates ripping away at his leathers and the flesh beneath.

“Motherfucker!”

Gritting his teeth, Logan pounded his free fist into the wolf’s skull, squeezing Blackie’s throat all the while.

Enough of this shit.

He tore the beast away by its hackles, his leathers zipping away from his leg, and slammed the lycan to the ground. Boot pressed against its gullet, he tugged a new dagger from his holster and carved a chasm in the black wolf’s chest before ripping its head from its body. The wolf below his foot met the same demise, releasing a yelp as its spine ripped free from its back.

Covered in black, tarry blood, leathers ripped to shreds,Logan tossed the head onto the heap of dead wolves.

The quiet whimpers of the females, still huddled, rivaled the sound of Logan’s heaving breaths.

A shadowed form stood leaned against the building at the mouth of the alley and a quiet growl rumbled in Logan’s throat as Maddox pushed away from the wall and strolled with the casual cocky swagger the brother always carried.

“I’m disappointed in you. What’s this shit?”

Logan glanced around taking stock of the three annihilated wolves, their body parts strewn with blood and gore. “While you were sitting on your ass, I was kicking it. That’s what this is.”

Maddox shook his head with a disapproving tsk, andstepped past Logan toward the two females. “Look, you’ve got them shaking over here, Bro.” He offered a hand to the blonde crouched beside her friend. As she rose to a stand, Maddox kissed the top of her hand, hooked her arm in his, and performed the same act on the brunette. Arm-in-arm, he led the blonde and brunette away from the macabre,both girls clinging to either side of him as they stepped over bloody lycan parts.

“Perhaps you should make your appearance tomorrow.” Maddox smiled and winked at Logan as he passed. “Come as you are. No need to dress up.” He snickered. “Messy bastard.”

Keri Lake is a married mother of two living in Michigan. She writes paranormal romance, urban fantasy and loves a good, tragic love story. Though novels tend to be her focus, she also writes short stories and flash fiction whenever distraction manages to suck her in to the Land of Shiny Things.

When she isn’t toiling away on plots and protagonists, she enjoys reading, music and travel. If she could create mystical powers for herself, she’d have the ability to flash to anywhere in the world. And if she could flash to anywhere in the world at this very moment, she’d be staring at the ocean from her adirondack chair on the shores of North Carolina.

Throughout the tour, participating blogs will be posting a question for readers to hunt down on Keri Lake’s website. Questions can be found throughout the site: book pages, snippets, blog posts and glossary. Most questions will be related to the Sons of Wrath series. A few bloggers will have added bonus questions taken directly from Soul Avenged.

You can visit Keri Lake’s Scavenger Hunt page by clicking on the button. Record your answers on the Answer Sheet. At the end of the tour, you’ll be able to submit your responses via Google Doc right on the Scavenger Hunt page. The individual with the MOST correct responses will win a MYSTERY PRIZE, valued at $125.

5 comments:

I want to read this book!! Calla and loga sound a great couple from what i saw in book 1 and i want more!! ( i also need to rereazd book 1 now because i want to find the bonus answer and my memories isn't as detailled as that^^)